THE KINKY POET

Secret adoration

I'm drawn to your body, like a moths drawn to a flame, I'm obsessed by your gorgeous curves, I've only got myself to blame

It only took a single glance, now you're forever on my mind, I have continuous thoughts about you, usually of the naughty kind

The fleeting glimpse of your curves that day on my homeward bound train, is now fused inside my head, you're constantly on my brain

I find myself leaving work early, I search each carriage hoping to find you on my train, I've even got off and back on another to search for you again

I never stand real close to you, I just keep you in my view, if you ever spoke to me, I don't really know what I would do

I know people would find it strange that I adore you from a far, I couldn't believe my luck the night, I accidentally saw you in a bar

Adoring you in secret is quite strange, I wish I was brave enough just to say hello, sadly I lack the confidence so this is the only way I know

THE KINKY POET 

Take me

I've decided to give myself to you,, my bodies yours to own, do has you see fit with me, I will be compliant and I will never moan

Tell me your desires, please feel free to give me daily tasks, I will do all you need each day, you simply have to ask

Use me fulfil all your sexual needs, tell me what to wear, I will always be under your control, even when you're not there

Give me a pet name, you may degrade me whilst at play, I won't be hurt or angry by anything you do or say

In public I will wear your collar, the world will see that I am yours, I will carry all your shopping bags, when we go out to do your chores

I will consider it a honour if you would except me has your slave, I want to be owned by you and give you all the things you need and crave

I will try my best to make you proud of me, even when we are apart, because the submission that I now offer you, comes from deep within my heart

So please take me as yours, I want to be your submissive man, give to me your care and understanding, like no ther woman can

THE KINKY POET 

Frantic confusion

There's a frantic confusion I just don't know where to start, I'm ravenous for you body, your legs I need to part

Sorry about your lingerie, it's now ruined but it's not gone to waste, the shreads of lace around you gives testament to my haste

Now I've got you naked, I push you roughly to the floor, there's no time for kindness, my desires fires are lit once more

You know you must accept your fate, there's no point in trying to put up any fight, I'm now gonna own you, you're now my sexual plaything for the night

I pull you towards me my tongue rams deep inside your mouth, our tongues dance erotically as my hands find their way down south

I instantly find your wetness as I slide inside your thighs, my thumb strums your cliterus as you sing out little sighs

Soon I'm behind you, pounding you frantically on the floor, taking out my sexual anger on you, I soon feel my sexual release in you once more

THE KINKY POET 

Horny all the day

God I'm feeling horny, I can't seem to get you off my mind, I want to use you as my playground, you know of the naughty kinky kind

I want to do some dirty things, some kinky sleazy stuff, tie you down and take you, perhaps even fuck you really rough

Or hang you from a high beam, with your hands above your head, maybe handcuff you to the headboard, so you're helpless on my bed

Nipple clamps and butt plugs, a flogger to cause you pain, make you cum hard and fast, then do the same thing once again

Get my tongue on your Rose bud, as I fuck you with your favorite toy, god if I had my way with you, I'd be such a lucky boy

Now I'm feeling frantic, my hearts going at some crazy pace, I'm thinking of you dressed up, wearing my favourite coloured lace

Please drop what you're doing, come over and let's have some sexy play, I need you to give me some release, pleae don't leave me horny all the day

THE KINKY POET 

Every kiss I've got

Let my kisses rain down on you, covering all of your gorgeous skin, smothering every part of you, it's just where do I begin

I could start at the nape of your neck, then run slowly down your spine, just to run my lips on you, would truly be devine

Or I could start at your ankles, move up inside your thighs, every inch I cover, produces some soft and sensual sighs

Kiss around your sacred place, let my tongue lap up your pussy's wine, savouring every delicious drop, I'll make your juices mine

I could start at your nipples, alternating from kissing to a bite, sucking them till they go hard, it's a decision I must make tonight

My lips just hunger for you, I'm so desperate for a kiss, if you let me cover you in kisses, my night would end in bliss

Where would you like me to start, you are more than welcome to choose a spot, then I would kiss you endlessly, giving you every kiss I've got

THE KINKY POET 

The real me

I hide behind erotica, in case my fragile side begins to show, scared to be who I really am, to let my true feelings go

Let the world see the real me, take a peek inside my heart, I wasn't always this guarded, I was full of confidence at the start

I'm frightened if people see me, they will see I've often been a fraud, pretending everything's ok, I don't want them to be appalled

I aim to be like the old me, be the bold poet I wish to be, to roll up and be counted, to show the world this is really me

Come out from behind the shadows, write from within my soul, to show the universe who I am, is now a very important goal

Yes I'll still write erotica but I want the real me to help spred such Love and Light, so people can feel Sun from my stanzas, when they are sad at night

I pray my softer side can send words that feel like a needed hug, wrapped around the reader, so they feel nice and snug

So I'll come out of my virtual hiding place, if my writes can help just one, to lead them from a dark place and guides them to the Sun

THE KINKY POET 

Hug

Words sent from the heart can soothe a savage soul, to send a small amount of kindness, ìs my only goal

A line full of tenderness, understanding and full of care, is like a hug across the void, when I'm not really there

To bring a little sunshine to a heart that only sees the rain, to be the umbrella until the sunshine warms your soul again

That helping hand to pull you up, when your spread out on the floor, to offer you words of encouragement, it's what this poems for

To bring a Ray of hope, when all around you seems so dark, to give you the strength to carry on, to be your fires spark

A blanket around you when you are cold, my stanzas are a hug, designed to fit you perfectly, to keep you warm and snug

So keep this poem close at hand, it's written from my heart to make you smile, it may not cure your worldly woes but it might help you for a while

So even if the break is small, if your heart feels lighter for just a little time, my poems hasn't been wasted, it's a hug wrapped in a rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

My honour

That's it go on use me, throw me roughly to the ground, do put a blindfold and headphones on me, take my sight and sound

Bind my hands above my head, make your knots real strong and tight, do with me as you see fit, I'm your sex slave for the night

Spread yourself across my face, ride my greedy awaiting tongue, do anything you wish, your desires will be done

Slide your mouth slowly down my shaft, then give my throbbing dick a suck, then guide it into your soft wet hole and take me for a fuck

When you sit astride me, I hope to feel your claws run down my chest, the pain mixed with pleasure is the feeling I love the best

Ride me hard and pound me fast keep going till you cum, then continue to fuck me hard because now my job is done

It's my turn to get release, I want my balls to feel your arse, I want to drown in pussy juice, until our sexual fluids pass

Then release my bonds, give me back my sight and sound, I love it when you own me, it's a honour I have found

THE KINKY POET 

My empty bed

I try to slow down and settle, I want to relax my busy brain, hoping to drift off to sleep, so you will visit me again

Will you come to me, share time with me whilst I'm in a dream like sleep, I lay waiting just hoping into my dream again you'll creep

Then I'll get to be with you, I then won't have to dream alone, hopefully I'll remember it, to turn it into poetry on my phone

So we can be together perhaps walking hand in hand, through a field of flowers or across a beach of golden sand

Fingers bound together entwined in a complex lovers knot, I know it may not be real but for now it's all i got

These fleeting night-time blessings, give this broken poet so much hope, it helps me deal with the loneliness, it really helps me cope

So please when I drift off to sleep, just come into my head, so I don't have to sleep alone in this my empty bed

THE KINKY POET 

Make you cum

I must confess I want you in the most kinkiest kind of way, I want you to get some lingerie on, so we can have a play

I want to have my way with you, your body I wish to own, I want you to spread your legs, so I can take pictures on my phone

I want close up shots of your Rose, I want to see your petals spread apart, so I can fantasise about you, when my naughty thoughts begin to start

I'm hungry for your pussy, I want to kiss the red lipstick off your lips, I want to get my head close to your pussy and drink your juices in small sips

Can I tie your up real tight, or get you on your knees to give me head, I'm desperate to slide my cock into you, so please come to my bed

How do you feel about being my kinky fuck toy, you'd have to be my sexual slave, you'd have to do all I ask, give way to all I crave

Do you fancy some kinky sex, how do you feel about having some kinky fun, I'd pound you until you beg me to stop, I just want to make you cum

THE KINKY POET